She is yet amazing in another way that she can manage words and coherent thoughts in this moment. Robert is lucky if he can even stay conscious with the sensation of wet heat, pliant body, and the taste of her on his lips.

Moaning, the sounds low and rumbling as he nuzzles the corner of her mouth, every breath a soft sound that catches in his lungs.

"Perfect," he manages, barely more than an exhalation of breath as he drives into her faster then, not holding back as pleasure begins to build and his entire body trembles.